Bang, bang, bang!
In the dense fog, the prison gate seemed to have been kicked open, and no one dared to go up and check it out.
"Open fire!"
With a command from the guard on the high wall, the machine guns roared.
But obviously, such a thing was hard to deal with the mysterious creature in the fog.
With a booming sound, everything returned to silence.
Xue Can drew his sword and threw the sheath on the ground, ready for a great enemy.
The other captured prisoners were all silently retreating, after all, to be imprisoned here, one must be at least level 50 or above, and they could understand a fight was about to break out.
"Who are you?"
Xue Can, holding his longsword, looked at the figure walking out from the fog and asked almost sternly.
"Sect Master Xue, do you still remember me?"
Li Rui's figure appeared, unarmed, with empty hands.
Xue Can's vigilance did not drop in the slightest, instead, it elevated even more.
